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Brilliant, a word something dumb
You to desecrate the villain I've become
A not to be made but heard
Speaks in tongues and sarcasm, to me it's plain, to you

You don't me, let alone my intent
Actions do not self represent
I don't urgency in explaining
My opaquely clear

is gently sown back to mother earth
The flower blooms resplendent a miracle rebirth
The in a search of something more
The fragrant air cannot compare to what it was the great

'Member the good old days, the sound
'Member the sweet mustiness
No, I don't feel the need for
things are better off dead

Never thought the furnace was burn us
We the bellows for so long
of the fire apathized us
Looks like we burned ourselves

'Member the old band we filled with pain
to lose, there was nothing to gain
I don't my span of attention
I do miss my old Tim